"Why the HELL did I do that!?" Yami was screaming at himself, his face completely blue. "They probably hate me now. It was pretty cute... but thats not the point!", "I embarrassed them and myself! The only thing I got out of this experience was being alone with Y/N. They are probably yelling about me right now as well.". Why did I do it? After the first day with Y/N seeing how well they handled the situation and watching them get angry... I don't know how this happened but I just. Can't. Handle. It. They probably already know how I feel, the eyes probably gave it away. "I need a break".
Yami sat down on his couch with a plate of freshly harvested liver and turned on the TV. He settled on watching a few true crime documentaries. Yami chuckled a bit during each murder episode. "Someones new to this. Who chops up a body and leaves it in a suitcase?". (This girl's boyfriend apparently). Though he was enjoying his time alone he couldn't keep his mind off of Y/N. He looked to the spot on the couch next to him. There on the couch cushion was Y/N's neatly folded blanket. Yami sighed as he picked it up and wrapped it around him. "Dear satan I suck at this.".
Sorry this chapter was short! I have been kind of busy lately. Hope you enjoyed! Be sure to comment any ideas you want to have me write! Can't just do Yami x Y/N chapters forever.
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